I traded in the parts of me
That don’t fit anymore
For brand new machinery
Now I’m much better than I used to be
We traded in the parts of us
We don’t like anymore
For pills porn and plagiary
And “oh Jesus, Jesus can’t you love me?”
Let’s go to the underworld
And leave ourselves behind
Let’s go to the underworld
Where people never die
I faded in and out of sleep
I don’t think anymore
With faceless autonomy
Though I’m much better than I used to me
I hated people I should trust
We don’t fight anymore
With the devils deep inside of us
And the old Latin carvings in our doors
Let’s go to the liquor store
Drink ourselves blind
Let’s go to the liquor store
And leave ourselves behind
There is a curse
The ancient kind
That’s nested in our minds
And where it hurts
Is where we’ll know
The evil must reside
Allons aux enfers et laissons-nous derrière
credits
from I Have No Brain,
released March 28, 2020
fritter - vocals
bee - vocals, guitar
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